#Chapter 50: Promises Renewed

Charles The soft morning light filtered through the windows, casting a gentle glow over the quiet house. I had always been an early riser, and this morning was no exception. I padded down the hallway, my thoughts still lingering on the dreams of the night. As I descended the stairs, I listened to the sounds of the house to figure out if anyone was awake in the house. There was no one. Jackson wasn’t even here, and neither was Margaret. Then, I heard Cecil moving around in her room. She went to the door and opened it before looking up at me with brilliantly glowing eyes. Beta. She was a beta lycan, it seemed. I supposed I was affecting everyone in the house more than I anticipated. "Morning, Cecil," he said, returning her smile. “Morning,” she skipped to my side and took my hand. “Are you making breakfast?” “I am. You have a request?” "Can we make pancakes for breakfast?" Charles chuckled. "Of course we can. Pancakes sound like a great idea." Cecil's smile widened, and s